After searching the program for a while, Will finds what he is looking for: a folder labled as “celestial beings”. The former man opens the folder and he sees a file named “angel”, he grins as he opens the file and reads the introduction: “ever thought being a human is lame? What if you'd become something more interesting? Well, this transformation is able to transform you into a real being of light. But be warned: the transformation can be a little painful, especially when you wings grow. You are able to control the wings and even fly”. Will's eyes widen, his excitement growing, “I can actually become a real angel,” the man-turned-boy asks himself, “I always wanted to know what it feels like to fly”. Will prepares the transformation, first he sets the transformation to take half an hour, he wants to watch his wings grow, “I can take a little bit of pain,” he mumbles, “besides: it'll be worth it,” he giggles as he pictures Max's surprised look when the other man finds an actual little angel waiting for him, all needy and horny. The former man then sets the duration of the transformation to last 24 hours, satisfied, the “boy” hits “confirm” and walks to his mirror.
Will feels the familiar tingle, indicating that the transformation is about to begin, crawl through his body, causing the horny boy to moan. He then gasps as his pajamas suddenly vanish, leaving him in the nude, “I should have kno...,” the boy starts then is cut off by a sharp pain emitting from his shoulder blades. He feels his blades pushing against is skin, becoming pointier and pointier, tears start to form in his eyes from the pain as his blades continue to lengthen stretching his skin. “Da-damn... the pro-program... was not... kidding,” he whimpers, “god it... hu-hurts so much,” the pain and growing continues for fifteen minutes, then the pain subsides. Will pants and drys his eyes. The boy turn to the side and his eyes widen as he sees long strange tentacle-like protrusions connected to his shoulders. “Eeew... looks kinda creepy,” he says, then he feels the “tentacles” begin to itch and notices as white feathers start to grow. The boys eyes widen in amazement as he watches the ending stage of his wings happening. The feathers are so white that they seem to be glowing, it actually starts to make his eyes hurt, the longer he watches his wings take form.
After ten minutes his wings are finally done, “woah... they are huuuuuge,” the boy says to himself, “and so beautiful,” he whispers. He reaches a tiny hand back to feel his wings, “man, the feathers are so soft... they feel like silk,” he mumbles. Will then suddenly feels dizzy and almost loses his balance, “wo-woah...,” he says, clutching his head as he wobbles a little on his tiny legs. The dizziness subsides and the boy's eyes widen as he feels his wings ruffling. The boy looks up, 'my ceiling should be high enough,' he thinks, then he closes his eyes and concentrates. He feels his new wings slowly beginning to flap, the flapping intensifying and he feels himself lifting of the ground.
Will slowly opens his eyes and grins, “I am actually flying,” he says, he starts to move his body left and right, then with a grin he starts to fly around his living room. “Hehe... yay,” he squeals, “this is fun,” after two more rounds, he carefully lands, grinning. “Ooooh... Max will be soooo shocked and surprised,” he says, knowing that Max is due to arrive any minute, the little “angel” runs into his bedroom. He opens his closet and grabs a white cloth, wrapping it around his waist, just then he hears his door bell ring, with a grin and excited giggle, the “boy” runs down and opens the door.
As the door opens, Will sees someone standing on his porch, that someone is...